Hot Impulse
Hot Impulse
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You can't and will not escape
Your holes want it
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Special treatment for special privileges
I want performance, not excuses
So you never had real pussy before?
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them
Will you still call me after?
Let the pussy feel neglected
You had my food, now you have me